Tomorrow I say goodbye to my precious brother, Dave. Its going to be one of the hardest things Ive ever had to do. This is for you Dave. My brother, David Dawson. I have so many happy memories of you. I remember your first day at school. You stood alone because you were painfully shy and had never been away from mam before. I left my friends and stood next to you until someone asked you to play. I remember us playing Doctor Who and you pretending to be Tom Baker with a curly wig, hat and long scarf. I remember mam and dad coming in from the dance to find us playing The Wizard of Oz - you as the scarecrow and me as Dorothy. I can still picture you dangling your arms across the clothes horse and hear mam and dads chuckles. I remember mam lining you, me and Gerard up in the cloakroom after you found your favourite Rupert the bear toy, minus an arm, stuffed behind the piano. Gerard never did own up to that one but at least when we recalled the memory in later life you knew it wasnt me. Our childhood was fun and we developed a friendship that carried on into later life. We shared a love of good music, a passion for Springsteen, shared the same sense of humour, and could talk about anything. We went to concerts together, you made me CDs, and even wrote a song about me (even if it was a blt cheeky). I will miss you dearly, my kind, gentle brother. Its been a privilege sharing my life with you and being able to call you my brother. Rest in peace, Dave. May the road rise to meet you, May the wind be always at your back, May the sun shine warm upon your face, The rains fall soft upon your fields and, Until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand. Always in my heart, Catherine. xxx For Dave: https://youtube/watch?v=eE45GT9Z9kE
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 21:39:26 +0000
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